Callie stood at the door of her bedroom and watched for a few minutes as her partner spoke on the phone.
"Yeah Mrs Torres, it's good to know you got in safe... No my parents aren't here till tomorrow... Yeah, they're very excited... No not as excited as me. Believe me nobody is... Yeah of course I'll tell her. I'm sorry but she was asleep when I got back from work tonight... Yeah, she's excited too... Okay, bye." She hung up.
"Lying to your in-laws?"
Arizona looked up and finally noticed that she was there. The blonde was stood leaning against the dining table.
"Seemed like the best option."
"You could have let me talk to her."
"You're way too angry."
"I'm fine." Callie insisted but she also began pacing in front of the surgeon. "Did you tell my Mom that she was here?"
"You told me not to." The surgeon reminded her.
"Well I spoke to Jonathon and she hasn't gone back into the bar."
"He should check The Avenue. Apparently she enjoyed her time there." She responded sarcastically.
"What did she say Arizona?" The brunette asked again as she stopped pacing about six feet in front of her.
"It doesn't matter, she's gone."
"This must be a record, the most damage caused in the least amount of time." Callie yelled in exasperation, standing with her hands on her hips.
"Are you still gonna marry me?" Her fiancé calmly wondered.
"What?" Callie asked in shock.
The other woman placed the phone on the table next to her and repeated the question.
"Are you still gonna marry me?"
"Yes."
"Then she did no harm." She smiled.
"She upset you." The bitterness in her tone was unrecognisable to Arizona.
"So come make me feel better." She smirked but Callie began starring past the blonde. Whatever she was thinking was making her more and more angry. "This is what she wants. For whatever reason, she came here to say her piece in some stupid attempt to, what stop you from marrying me? Which didn't work because we're meant to be together. So what would piss her off more than the two of us leaving together, coming back to our home and going to bed and making love all night?"
Callie shifted her eyes to meet Arizona's. She inhaled and exhaled a few times. "No."
"Calliope?"
"No." The brunette repeated as she walked in two purposeful strides to Arizona and began kissing her just as hungrily as she had in the car earlier. She then lifted her up so that she was sat on the table. "I'm too pissed." Callie explained before her mouth found her lover's neck. "Let's fuck instead."
Arizona moaned involuntarily as the other woman pulled at her blouse, ripping some of the buttons. Callie then decided to just pull it over her fiancé's head. As the garment landed on the floor, they began kissing again. Arizona grabbed one Callie's shoulder whilst her other hand found its way into her dark hair. The surgeon's eyes were closed but she could feel two hands on her breasts, through her bra. The other woman then suddenly pulled her by the hips so that their bodies were pressed together at the most intimate place.
Hips began to roll, causing the most painfully teasing whispers of friction.
Arizona's bra was soon gone. That was followed closely by Callie's shirt.
With both hands, Callie started to roll her lover's hardened nipples whilst continuing to kiss her.
Arizona, who now had both hands in Callie's hair, pulled away from the kiss. The other woman stood and watched as she tipped her head back and bit her lip with her eyes squeezed shut. Callie's hands then moved from her breasts to her belt buckle and quickly undid it and then the button and zip. She kept her hand just above the waistband of Arizona's underwear.
Without opening her eyes, the blonde tried shifting her hips upwards but Callie's other hand on her thigh prevented her. She groaned in frustration.
"Look at me." Callie practically commanded.
Arizona opened her eyes and untangled her hands from Callie's hair, bringing them down to her shoulders. Her breathing was uncontrollable and the look in her partner's dark eyes was not helping. Intense was an understatement. After about a minute she spoke, her voice raspy.
"I thought you were gonna fuck me?"
Suddenly two fingers were inside her and the noise she made was indescribable.
Callie moved her body forwards and Arizona put her right arm behind her to support her body.
"Like this?" The brunette asked with that self-assured smirk that Arizona most definitely recognised.
"Yes." She whispered before kissing her.
It wasn't long before the blonde was screaming her partner's name.
Callie's grin became ever wider when she heard the moan come out of Arizona's mouth as she removed her hand from her underwear. Her expression changed though when the surgeon took the hand and brought the fingers to her mouth. She loved when Arizona did that. She then felt herself get pushed back to sit on one of the dining chairs behind her.
Sliding off the table, Arizona turned so that her back was to her partner. She leant forwards slightly and soon felt Callie's hands on her hips. With her own hands pulled down her jeans and underwear so that she was completely naked. The brunette guided her back towards her and placed kisses at the bottom of her back. She stepped away and turned around again. Pushing on Callie's shoulders, urging her to relax into her seat, she straddled her fiancé's lap.
"So you're not drunk." Arizona said as she reached behind and undid the clasp of Callie's bra. "And I'm not a stranger." She continued as she pulled the straps down her arms. The other woman was unable to tear her eyes away. "But how about that lap dance?"